Liberating Poems - Poems about Liberating

She is known as Honorable Queen Mother Nanny. The lady was so sweet as sugar candy. Enhancing the fight, smiling with much delight, knowing her cause was right. She was the awesomely true Westward Maroon liberation queen...Read the rest...

Power of the money printer Quite intoxicating Stealing from the rest of us Shame, incriminating Modern Monetary Theory Slowly devastating Bitcoin makes the money true Free and liberating Rebuilding our lives and wealth All appreciating Cantillon theft and seigniorage Now eliminating Bitcoin adoption...Read the rest...

"Let us bear Wisdom The fallen maiden of light Her feet shall not touch shadows" "Let the light flow down To crown the virgin of light Guide wisdom in this chaos" This is based on the spiritual account from the...Read the rest...

I will be free.. free like the wind to kiss the sun and burn in sunshine Cherish my eternal peace but the pain is also mine. Pure like a pulsating heart all the sufferings included this bind will end soon like...Read the rest...

Surmounting imprisoning boundaries my special child freely wheels himself … ascending midst God’s boundless grace* for faith-flight, wondrously liberating… *2Timothy 2:1 Thou therefore, my son, be strong in the grace that is in Christ Jesus. November 8, 2021...Read the rest...

I doubt a benefactor, philanthropist, a short-term financial investor, could optimally provide protect prevail with an ecopolitically healthy therapeutic service Yet, intersectionally, interdependently, multiculturally, poly-sensorily fall far short of co-investing in cooperative sacred green ecofeminist organic empowering and enlightening communion. Disempowering codependent anthrosupremacist services in some way(s) Other, commodifying non-profit and government intention, subjugating potential enrichment rivals, marginalizing...Read the rest...

I set myself free yet still in the here and now. Eyes closed, breathing in and out Nothing else matters amidst the chaos...Read the rest...

Initially, like others, ...Read the rest...

Concerto awaits foreplay. flautist softens his lips. silent soloist resists tryst. Beckon’d beast, baroque, opens ...Read the rest...

Once in a blue moon, words do fail me But my pen never does. It's my silent voice. A pen never betrays a poet! In mine, I'll always put all my love and trust The mighty pen, always eager to...Read the rest...

In a perfect world maybe everyone would have opposite and same sexual attractions, ambiguously passionate attachments of compassion's resilient arousal. On a perfectly sanctified Earth, maybe every species would incarnate only opposite sexual attraction, attachments of passionate ego-arousal, male dominant belonging in...Read the rest...

I was listening, last night, to a sympathetic defense for conserving liberal arts and producing deeper and wider liberating sciences including healthy democratic politically empowering science. Once again I am hearing about the persuasive prominence of identity, how we label our ego-political selves, as...Read the rest...

With each tick of the second hand the immeasurable on trial Imagination deposed all parameters set free The Poets acquitted the logicians suicidal All reference and syntax —imploding at light speed (Villanova Pennsylvania: March,...Read the rest...

I'm musing with Jill Lepore, historian (Harvard feminist, but definitely within brackets of general interest), through eight hundred pages of These Truths telling an other U.S. herstory. She starkly says, "Slavery is political" while I had been thinking more of addictive...Read the rest...

To what end art, or music, or poetry, but to frame a moment and simply see something of that moment itself, ineffably ordinary and peculiar; her seamed and wrinkled face, a silence broken to uneven lengths, the exact expression of love - and in...Read the rest...